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THE LADY BIRD.
In the field and in the wood,By the streamlet and the flood,
On the hill and on the plain,
On the greensward in the lane,
In the summer time so fair,
Lady bird, thou rovest there.
Then those little wings of thine,
So transparent, thin and fine;
From their cases, red and bright,
Thou canst spread abroad in light,
And then rise and fly away,
In the summer time so gay.
So transparent, thin and fine;
From their cases, red and bright,
Thou canst spread abroad in light,
And then rise and fly away,
In the summer time so gay.
But those little shining wings,
Are such thin and fragile things,
That to fly when needed not,
Soon they out of sight are got,—
Covered safely in their places,
With the pretty, spotted cases.
Are such thin and fragile things,
That to fly when needed not,
Soon they out of sight are got,—
Covered safely in their places,
With the pretty, spotted cases.
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Little, pretty, lady bird,
Thou art comely, on my word!
No man liveth any where
That could make a thing so fair;
No one, but a hand divine,
Made that lovely form of thine.
Thou art comely, on my word!
No man liveth any where
That could make a thing so fair;
No one, but a hand divine,
Made that lovely form of thine.
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